Yanna The sight of Silvester’s deceased body on our front pavement still haunts my thoughts for these past few days. The words that were carved on his deceased body was written in Italian so I couldn’t read but Enzo interpreted it to me and it read, ‘always watching’. I let out a frustrated sigh as I was once again, pinned down by Sunny during our spar. “How are you so strong?” I eye her smaller frame. She laughs and helps me up. “Practice makes perfect and I have experience.” We get in position again, her eyes laser focuses on my form, without wasting time, she leaps forward and attacks. We continue to spar for the next hour before I called it a quits with how much my ass has been slammed down. “Are we really going into a war with Rossi?” I ask. She wipes the sweat from her brows and nods. “that’s the plan, I mean they’ve killed one of ours already.” My brows scrunch. “Silvester?” “No Gregory, we had sent him to keep tabs on Rossi but looks like they found o
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